daniel choeSome like to refer to me as an "artist," whatever that means.
l e s t a t e m e n t
"I'd like to perceive my works as an encompassment and visual representation of all my thinking and a way of expressing said thoughts. And when a glimpse of any one creative endeavor comes to fruition, I am ecstatic to share it openly with all those willing to receive and be affected by them."
s e l f
My entire life I have found that my more colorful neurological hemisphere had always ran the show. Over the years I have allowed it to fester and grow wildly, it has since evolved into a leviathan of a cog essential to my functioning. It has allowed me to surpass impossible pain and hardship in my life, and propel me towards that next moment, and the ultimate success of whatever it is that I am pursuing.
s y n o p s i s
Made in California, and raised in a strict household. I was always somewhat of a black sheep in the way I carried myself. I pushed through much hardship early on, most awful of which were the all too soon passing of both parents. I have made plenty of mistakes before and after hard lessons learned. And somewhere in that jigsaw of experiences my idea of where I wanted to be, who I wanted to become, and what I ultimately wanted to achieve completely pulled a 180 for the supremely better. Currently holding two degrees, I am further continuing my progress towards a Bachelors in Fine Arts and developing my own footprint in a vast wilderness of expressive colleagues.
a s a c r e a t i v e
I am overly thankful for all the experiences, good and bad, that have led me to this point. I had always marveled at anything creative. It was always something that felt wholesome, natural and easy to digest. While growing up I would mimic creative things surrounding me and aspire to one day achieve as they had. I would make horrendous attempts of my favorite childhood movies, game characters, wherever there was interest. It was because of this gentle obsession with creating that I furthered my hand-eye coordinated efforts in replication and technical knowledge. And before I knew it I was generating my own imaginative works and developed a taste and unquenchable itch for the endless possibilities the creative process provides. It has since become a crucial piece of me that I cherish above all other aspects. It is such a surreal experience reflecting back when I once aspired to become like others. Although there is still much to learn I have since found myself through that journey, and here I am today inspiring others to become their own entities. It blows my mind.
i n t e n t i o n s
☑ Expand my craft / Inspire and promote differently
☑ Begin to tattoo
☑ Develop my brand
☑ Art commissions
☑ Murals / Public events / Live projects
☑ Vending of handmade custom materia and art
☑ Collaboration / Volunteer projects
☑ Concept art
☑ Publication content / Creative independant contracting / Art curation
☑ Product conception, production, marketing, and distribution
☑ Internships, apprenticeships, and creative opportunities
☑ Continue doing what I love doing
* To find me elsewhere, see below.
Or you can visit my blog HERE for live updates, wips, sketches, and more.
a poem i fancy. [click me]
t h e i n v i t a t i o n
o r i a h m o u n t a i n d r e a m e r
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for your dreams
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life's betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your
fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me
I want to know if you can
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
It doesn't interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after a night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the center of the fire
and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.